I’m not over this loser

The relationship sucked. The only good thing about it was that we took naps together. How pathetic does that sound?? Like that was the best part. Can’t say that he ever went out of his way in our 6 months together. Except when he picked up pie for my Bday- even then- it was Key Lime- my LEAST favorite kind. In his defense, he thought it was my fave. But that shows how much he pays attention. Oh and in bed, it was even worse- he wanted to have sex how he wanted- on MY Bday- and when I told him I want a different position- he got up and stopped the whole thing. Control issues much? No, I would not write him a recommendation letter for the next girl. If anything, he should come with a warning KEEP OUT! WASTE OF TIME! Pointless doesn’t even begin to cover it. More like, “If you have shitty self-esteem come this way. Cuz after me, it will be completely rock-bott0m.” It’s been 2 weeks that’s more than 20,000 seconds. I dare you to count to 60 right now just to feel this torture!! I knew he wasn’t my prince but I deluded myself into a fairy-tale. Fuck the psychics- it’s all a lie- even the good ones can’t predict your future. But I wanna know when he started cheatin’. Was it when I told him I forgot my brush and he told me, “Pick one up at the corner store.” He didn’t even offer to do it for me. I just thought he was inconsiderate and immature. I gave him excuses. I didn’t think he didn’t give a fuck. He was so happy to get rid of me. Now the Knight of Wands can have his Caesar moment. Now there’s pussy galore and no restrictions in sight. This is what he wanted. I convinced myself that it’s better this way and  I blocked him EVERYWHERE. Not a second goes by where I think about unblocking him. Not a second goes by where I don’t imagine everything I liked about him. Not a second. If you saw him, you’d understand. Yes, he’s ruin-my-life-cute.